Ghost Shelter System

Two hours of time.

As a caster of mirage magic, Qin Kun did not leave here, otherwise the ghost magic would collapse.

In Ghost Beating the Wall, Qin Kun was walking on the streets of Linjiang City when he saw the old man and his lover walking downstairs towards the river. He kicked the male ghost in front of him on the buttocks and said impatiently: "What are you looking at?" Look, follow me!”

The male ghost was a blood-stained ghost. The main artery in his neck was scratched by a sharp weapon and he bled to death. He was covered in blood and stains, but no one around him looked at him strangely.

The blood-stained ghost blinked. His shock was definitely no less than that of the old lady!

"Boy, where is this?"

With a slap on the face, the bloody ghost's neck was turned to the back. He finally straightened it up and met Qin Kun's contemptuous eyes: "Who do you call a kid?"

"You dare to hit me? I've killed people before!" The male ghost burst out with rage.

"Get out! I've even killed ghosts before!" Qin Kun slapped him again.

The blood-stained ghost felt weak after being beaten. After his evil courage temporarily subsided, the real fear spread over him. Why is this young man not afraid of himself?

Seeing the blood-stained ghost closing his mouth, Qin Kun sneered: "You only have two hours left, so enjoy the beauty of the underworld."

After saying that, Qin Kun added in his mind: Even if this is an illusion.

Here is a world of reflections, where everything you think about will be constructed and presented in the form of space, even if the space is in a deformed and disordered state. This is like a ghost beating a wall.

The blood-stained ghost was kicked forward by Qin Kun. The man's feet were very heavy, like driving a donkey. Every kick hit his tailbone. The pain like an electric shock spread directly. Even without the body, the pain was greatly reduced. , still grimacing in pain...

"Wait!" The blood-stained ghost glared and said sternly, "Can you stop kicking me?"

Another slap in the face almost broke up the blood-stained ghost. The blood-stained ghost was crying and covering his face. His eyes became fierce and decisive. As soon as a kitchen knife condensed in his hand, he was kicked in the crotch. His eyes widened and he bent down. At that moment, an iron knee hit his face and nose again.

Two tubes of nosebleed spurted out, and the blood-stained ghost fell on his back, rolling on the street. Qin Kun kicked the opponent in the face and said scornfully: "You can bully an unarmed common man with your ruthlessness. Is there something wrong with your brain when you compete with me for my territory?”

The old man and the old lady can't be lost yet. Although this is Qin Kun's mirage, he is not yet sure that he can directly construct a whole world. He can only wait for the two of them to go and transform into something he has never seen before. The area will be blurred and covered directly.

Qin Kun dragged the blood-stained ghost forward, and finally the blood-stained ghost begged for mercy: "Uncle...I was wrong...please spare me...I am a pathetic ghost too!"

"Is it pitiful to kill people?"

"Who would choose the path of murder if they weren't desperate! Those two people who were chopped down by me have a grudge against me! They are..."

"Stop it!" Qin Kun picked up the other party's collar and patted the other party's face, "Don't come here to complain, don't come to complain. The matter has passed and the person has been buried. All grudges in the world have nothing to do with you, do you understand?"

The blood-stained ghost refused to accept it, his hair was wet with blood, his expression was a little crazy, and he was extremely emotional: "I don't understand! They took advantage of me to work outside and bullied my wife. Everything was caused by them!"

Qin Kun straightened the other man's collar, patted his shoulder and said, "So he was killed by you?"

"yes!"

"Then you must have been prepared to die." Qin Kun lit a cigarette, raised his head slightly, and looked at the blood-stained ghost.

The blood-stained ghost was startled and hesitated: "I..."

"Why are you complaining after everyone has killed them!!!" Qin Kun changed his face and shouted.

The blood-stained ghost was yelled at, and suddenly he covered his face and cried: "I don't want to kill anyone, I'm sorry for my wife..."

"I'm sorry! You want to take revenge on the old man tonight, do you think I'm blind?!" Qin Kun cursed.

"me……"

The blood-stained ghost choked with sobs and cried heartbrokenly. He regretted it, but there was no chance to repent. Qin Kun put away his angry face and comforted: "Don't worry, your wife will serve other men in the future and give birth to sons for others. She has someone else." Take care of me, no need for you to apologize."

"What did you say?!" The blood-stained ghost roared.

"I'm telling the truth." Qin Kun was very calm and even blew out smoke.

The heart-piercing pain made the blood-stained ghost almost faint.

At this moment, Qin Kun felt that he was very kind. At least for just a moment, he actually defused the blood-stained ghost's anger and made him wake up to regret. It was a great merit. Unfortunately, there was no reward from the system.

Looking at the blood-stained ghost with a sigh, the old couple were also lying on the railing by the river, chatting.

Qin Kun smoked, hoping that there would be a good outcome.

…

2 hours later.

The old man woke up in a daze and found Qin Kun making a call on his mobile phone.

Qin Kun saw that the old man was awake and said on the phone: "Yes, your father attempted to commit suicide by burning charcoal. Since you are abroad, you must not be lacking in material things. I will give you a suggestion and advice. Be sure to come back to the country to accompany you more often." Stay with the old man."

I don't know what was said on the phone. Qin Kun suddenly sneered: "The worst thing is to make a phone call, right? Why are you talking nonsense? If we hadn't run into each other, who would care about your father's life and death!"

Qin Kun handed the phone to the old man. On the phone, a voice asked anxiously about the old man's current situation.

The old man saw that Qin Kun didn't seem to be a good person, and knew that his son must have heard some unpleasant words just now. After his son finished asking, he smiled lightly and said: "Xiaojun, dad is fine. I just had a long dream. It’s your mother…”

Qin Kun waited until the phone call was finished before praising: "Old man, the method of suicide is quite unique. After death, the skin will be as red as a cherry. You don't need to put on any make-up and you can go directly to the funeral home to express your condolences. The funeral parlor welcomes your kind. , it’s much easier than jumping off a building or hanging yourself.”

The old man suppressed his expression, and after a long while he said with shame: "Little brother, it's funny... I really couldn't think about it before..."

Qin Kun knew how to observe words and emotions. After the mirage technique was over, the old lady's ghost appeared in the house with gratitude in her eyes. The old man's mental state was also conveyed through his eyes. Qin Kun knew that the old lady's comfort was effective.

He is neither a good person nor a bad person, but after working in a funeral parlor for a long time, the most despised people are those who commit suicide. Death is not a solution to a problem, but an avoidance of it. Director Wang once said when summarizing his thoughts before that it is always the living who suffer, and only living is hope.

This hope belongs to myself and everyone around me.

The earth can still rotate without anyone, but if there is someone missing from the family, it may be very difficult for it to rotate...

At 5:30 in the morning, Qin Kun said goodbye to the old man. He was not a great savior. From now on, the old man's life and death had nothing to do with him.

The urn took away the ghosts of the old lady and the blood-stained ghost. Qin Kun opened the door and found that the corridor at the door was crowded with people.

Qin Kun was shocked to find that these guys were not the motorcycle boys who had besieged him before.

The old man saw a group of guys who didn't look very righteous and whispered: "Little brother, do you want to call the police for you?"

"It's none of your business."

Qin Kun rejected the old man's suggestion and closed the door.

"I said, what are you doing here with such lingering ghosts?"

In the corridor, Qin Kun asked in confusion.

The leading boy on a motorcycle suddenly showed admiration in his eyes and gestured with his thumbs: "Brother, we heard everything you said in the room, you are so righteous!"

"Get out!" Qin Kun glared at him fiercely.

"Oh..." The leading boy called Brother Mosquito and said cautiously, "What about that, brother, can I treat you to breakfast?"